Our neighbors are nice people. They have a little pug dog. There
was a black cat in the yard, and the dog ran after it. It seemed
as if the cat was crazy. It dragged its hind legs behind it, and
pulled them with its front legs, and crawled under the barn
before the dog got to it.

I guess I will close now.

Your loving friend,

GRAY F.
WAYNE, NEBR., March, 1897.



MY DEAR GRAY:

We enjoyed your letter very much; it is very bright and interesting.

When we read it we said, Master Gray has gone off with his pen and paper
all by himself to write to us, and that pleased us very much, because we
want all our boys and girls to talk to us in their letters just as if they
were speaking to us.

You seem to be a friend of dumb animals. Read Little Friend's letter to
us, in No. 19, page 498. Would you not like to form a Band of Mercy to
help your animal friends? Think of that poor cat, who was probably
half-dead with fright, and the doggie with the can tied to his tail. Would
you not like to know just how to help these poor little kindly things, who